Thirty years later, and I can still smell it

What a stinker. Too bad it was the director's only film, and the final film produced by Joseph E. Levine. If this were a play, it would have been produced on the stage by a pre-Springtime Max Bialystock (Whose descent into success was first produced by Mr. Levine). Long, slow, and boring. I only saw it once, and there is no way I Would see it today and think, "Ya know, maybe I was wrong."

Part of the problem is that Maud Adams, who is pretty, can't act. If "Tattoo" were a dress she wore on a catwalk, it would have been a burlap bag with patches on it. And a pair of matching burlap pumps.

To the poster who complained that only bad movies from the past get released on DVD: here is an exception. Could be that Levine put in his will that this movie would NEVER be released on DVD. That would be a far better legacy for him than allowing anyone to digitize this truly bad st-inker.